"Bang!"

The white-eyed old monk was shocked to the point that his two-meter-high body flew backwards, and there was a fire burning in his body, and his organs were scorched and in severe pain.

"It's ...... What kind of martial arts?" The white-eyed old monk stood still, his heart was shocked, Tang Jie was obviously using a golden bell jar, he had seen it more than once, but why was there such a change that he didn't understand?

Laugh at!

Just stood still, a cold light flashed away!

Tang Jie was waiting for this opportunity, he stepped out, and the iron chopping knife on his waist was unsheathed again, like a thin silver-white silk thread, drawing a graceful arc.

The white-eyed old monk tried his best to use his body to dodge, but the burning pain from his internal organs slowed his movements a beat, and this time he fell into a mortal situation.

"Poof!"

The sword light cut through the abdomen of the white-eyed old monk, and suddenly the upper and lower bodies of the white-eyed old monk were silently separated.

Poof!

The white-eyed old monk's broken body fell to the ground softly.

"Whew...... Win!"

A knife cut the white-eyed old monk into two sections, Tang Jie also let out a long breath and wiped the sweat on his face, this white-eyed old monk is the most tricky opponent he has encountered, fortunately his red sun golden bell jar is hard enough, otherwise the tenth level of the golden bell jar may not be able to withstand the heavy blow of the white-eyed old monk.

"Shi ...... Donor, are you also a member of Buddhism?"

A voice sounded not far away, it was the white-eyed old monk, his body was cut into two pieces, and he was not dead for the time being.

At this time, the white-eyed old monk returned to normal, with a relieved smile on his old face, and he didn't seem to feel the pain of the wound at all.

"Hmm......" Tang Jie nodded slightly, "It's half a Buddhist disciple, my father and uncle are disciples of Master Zhiqing of Qingshan Temple." ”

For the white-eyed old monk, not to mention anything else, Tang Jie admired his strong martial arts, and he was also very curious about the white-eyed old monk, and was willing to talk to him before he died.

"It turned out to be ...... Senior Brother Zhiqing!" The white-eyed old monk was a little surprised when he heard this.

"This old monk's name is Zhitian...... Is it the same door as Master Zhiqing?" Tang Jie's heart moved when he heard this, the old monk with white eyebrows said that his law name was Zhitian, and the two were really related!

"How is Senior Brother Zhiqing now?" the white-eyed old monk hurriedly asked, he had left the Shaolin Temple and went to Tantra as an exchange student, but he didn't want it to be the last time they met.

"Master Zhiqing enjoys his old age in peace, and he has already died in his final seat. Tang Jie replied.

The white-eyed old monk nodded with a wry smile: "With his character, he doesn't fight or rob, he doesn't like to fight and kill, it's not like a poor monk who can't practice at home, and he can't let go of the hatred in his heart." ”

The white-eyed old monk Zhitian and Zhiqing used to be the same family, but later the white-eyed old monk went to Tantric Buddhism to practice martial arts, and the relationship between the two was quite good.

"Why...... Will you become like this?" Tang Jie frowned and asked, so it seems that the white-eyed old monk is really a member of Buddhism, and he is also a high-ranking monk, but why did he become like a demon?

"Because...... I brew tea with the heart of a demon to push my limits. The white-eyed old monk said with a hint of shame on his face, "When the Shaolin Temple was destroyed, I was bent on revenge, but my talent was limited, and my progress in my later years was getting slower and slower...... Gradually, I fell into the enchantment. ”

"The heart of the demon...... Is there still this kind of effect?" Tang Jie was stunned, he thought that all sects, and even the Great Xia Dynasty, encouraged the hunting of demons and the recovery of demons' corpses.

It's not just because of the dangers of demons, but also because of the hearts of demons!

The heart of the demon is, to some extent, a panacea, capable of making a dull martial artist and even an immortal cultivator advance by leaps and bounds as if they had opened their minds, and have inhuman powers, but it is obvious that there are side effects.

For example, the previous Blood Cloud Thief, and even the white-eyed old monk, will become like this because of the reason for drinking the tea brewed by the demon's heart, although he will gain power, he will also become half-human and half-demon!

There may even be many demons who are originally humans!

"This is the ...... I don't even know at all, and I guess not many people do. Tang Jie said secretly, the officials of the Great Xia Dynasty and even those immortal cultivators have deliberately blocked the news, otherwise they know that the heart of the demon has this effect, and they don't know what trouble it will cause.

The white-eyed old monk sighed: "Everything in the world, all kinds of cause and effect, retribution is not happy, the poor monk makes tea with the heart of the demon, and gradually enters the demon, and even has to feed on the human heart, otherwise he will be uncomfortable, restless, unbearable, and the result today is the retribution of the poor monk." ”

Tang Jie was a little silent when he heard this, the reason why the group of Blood Cloud Thieves would massacre innocents was because they were instructed by the white-eyed old monk, and they would exchange the living hearts and the white-eyed old monk for tea brewed from the demon's heart to enhance their own strength.

This can be described as a bit appalling, the white-eyed old monk in front of him was originally a high-ranking monk, but because of the demon, he fell into the demon, and he became like a demon!

"About the destruction of the Shaolin Temple...... Master, have you experienced this?" said Tang Jie's heart.

Shaolin Temple used to be a martial arts master, a holy place for Buddhism, but then it was destroyed overnight, and Master Zhiqing kept silent about his two apprentices until he sat down.

"Of course I have experienced ......" a trace of hatred and fear appeared in the eyes of the white-eyed old monk, "that day the poor monk returned from Tantric Buddhism and returned to Shaolin Temple, but in the evening, one person came to Shaolin Temple. ”

"That man is powerful and terrifying, if he doesn't agree with him, he will do it, he will be ruthless, he will kill the abbot, kill the elder, kill my senior brother, uncle, junior brother...... Blood stains the whole sky red!" The white-eyed old monk gritted his teeth, his eyes full of hatred, "I run away in fear...... escaped with his life, and the poor monk vowed revenge...... But until his later years, the progress of his own skills is getting slower and slower, and there is no hope of revenge at all!"

Tang Jie was shocked when he heard this, he could imagine the scene of the river of blood at that time, the Shaolin Temple, which was once known as the holy land of martial arts, whether it was old or young, whether it was an elder or a disciple, it was all killed cleanly!

The white-eyed old monk just wanted to take revenge on the person who slaughtered Shaolin, so he was bent on pursuing power, and finally fell into the devil and ended up with such a miserable end.

"Who is that person? Is it an immortal cultivator?" Tang Jie couldn't help but ask, ordinary people can't destroy Shaolin, they must be immortal cultivators, and they are not ordinary immortal cultivators!

However, the white-eyed old monk denied Tang Jie's speculation, and he shook his head: "The one who killed Shaolin...... Not an immortal cultivator, but a martial artist!"

"Martial artist, a martial artist who can destroy thousands of masters of Shaolin Temple with his own strength?" Tang Jie set off a monstrous wave in his heart, originally he heard Du Jue and Tang Tianhao talk about it, and faintly guessed that it might be an immortal cultivator who destroyed Shaolin.

However, the white-eyed old monk denied this speculation.

"That's a warrior who is so powerful that you can't believe it, as if it's not human!"

There is fear and yearning in the eyes of the white-eyed old monk, what he fears is the strength of that person, and what he yearns for is also the strength of that person!

There is only one person who has destroyed Shaolin, and it is a warrior, a warrior who is so powerful that he is not like a mortal!